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John’s father piped up, bored with the conversation, and asked, “Where do you get your blue eyes, Lucy? What nationality are you?” “I’m mostly Italian, but I get my blue eyes from my mother, who was Gypsy. It was now a quarter past twelve. ‘She wormed it out of me, the little fiend. No matter what they do, always someone to bolster them up, to lend them money, and to coddle them. “What you have said is a ridiculous falsehood,” she declared scornfully. ” “Thanks, honey. Die, indeed! We’re going to do work; we’re going to unfold about each other; we’re going to have children. I do not wish to seek them out, en effet.
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